Hi sexy readers,
Welcome back! After such a sexy start to our trip, it looked like this would be an awesome holiday. Unfortunately, the curse of PDI struck once again, and the day after our arrival, Mr L woke up not feeling all that well. We put it down to the series of late nights we had just had (NYE, the flight, Eden), but as the day wore on, it was clear that he really wasn't well. To be on the safe side, I popped down to the pharmacy and got him a covid test and some cold medicine. The covid test came back which was negative, which was a big relief. At least we knew that whatever it was, it was probably nothing an early night couldn't fix, so we did just that.
All throughout our third day, I was feeling very horny and I hoped Mr L would be up to another club visit. The thought of Mr Italy turning up and the possible threesome that might be on the cards later that day was definitely on my mind! Mr L was feeling better, though not 100%, but he knew how excited I was about the night, so we took the decision to go back to Eden.
When we got to the club, it was very quiet, but I lived in hope that it would get busier and that Mr Italy would turn up, but I didn't fully count on it. We had a great time chatting to the staff behind the bar and catching up with them, because we have known them since well before they owned the club. After a while it was clear Mr Italy wasn't going to turn up, but I didn't mind, I was enjoying myself anyway. I love a good chat and as Mr L says I was "getting my words in", which always leands to a happy Mrs L! I did notice, however, that there was a single guy sitting a few seats away from us, who kept making eye contact with me and I made it clear I had spotted him. He was handsome and had a friendly aura about him.
After a while, I let Mr L know that although Mr Italy hadn't shown up, there was a sexy guy right behind us who I'd like to get to know. Now Mr L was aware that I had set my sights on a new man, I closed the gap between the guy and us and struck up conversation. It turned out he was from Sweden and he was as friendly as he looked. After a short chat, Mr L surprised me by literaly taking the bull by the horns and asking Mr Sweden if he would like to join us in a play room. Mr Sweden didn't have to be asked twice. I took my dress off there and then, handed it to Mr L who then headed to the changing rooms to get dressed down.
When the men returned suitable attired, or rather not attired in much at all, we headed for the playrooms. Just like on our first night, we ended up in our favourite playroom. I don't think we've ever gone this fast from chat to playroom. There was far less pre-play flirting, so I had to take a more conscious decision about how I started off play. I decided that Mr Sweden needed to be made to feel at ease, so I moved towards him and kissed him. We stood, kissing by the bed fro quite a while, hands exploring each other's bodies. Mr Sweden's hands wandered down and he started stroking my labia and teasing my clit and to my big surprise, I started dripping and creating a big puddle on the floor. I don't normally squirt from external stimulation, so this was a sure sign that I was extremely aroused!
I moved onto the bed and onto the towels we had put ready to catch the flood. This was going to be a wet play session! Both men moved either side of me to touch me and stroke me all over my boobs and body. They teased me and fingered me and I was getting to that point where I wanted to play with a cock. Curious about what Mr Sweden's cock would feel like, I reached down and lo and behold: Mr Sweden was also Mr Big! What a nice surprise! He felt so lovely in my hands, I could not wait to get fucked by him and I told him exactly that. Keen to fulfill my wishes, Mr Sweden did not hesitate one moment and put on the condom I had stuffed into his hands, while Mr L removed my thong so it is not in the way for Mr Sweden. (Afterwards Mr L mused about the fact that he had never thought that one day he'd be removing my underwear so another guy could fuck me!)
While Mr Sweden fucked me, I reached for Mr L's hard cock and gave hime a hand job. I was definitely in my happy place: me and two handsome men who were making me the centre of the world, if only for an evening. Once Mr Sweden finished, Mr L moved closer to me and fucked me until he came. It was fast and furious, but highly enjoyable!
Now both men had cum, things eased off a little and we decided it's time for a break. We went to get a drink and then headed for the hot tub to relax and chat. Another single guy joined us in the hot tub. He was Dutch and a little older, but really good fun. We sat and chatted for ages, me sandwiched between the two single guys and Mr L opposite me. Inevitably the chat got naughtier as time went on and then both men gently started touching my boobs. This transition felt natural and with the chat being as flirty and naughty as it was, I was not surprised that this was happening. The gently touches, became playful flicks and delicious teasing of my nipples and then they both started licking and sucking my nipples. Under the water, Mr Sweden's hands had moved to my pussy. Hot tub water and vaginas are not friends, so I lifted myself out of the water to go and sit on the edge. This meant that my pussy was now conveniently at face level, so Mr Sweden immediately burried his face between my legs and gave me amazing oral, while the Dutch guy continued to suck and play with my nipples. It was such a natural and hot moment. In hindsight, I should have stayed there and continued to enjoy the moment, but all the stimulation made me want more, so I said I wanted to move to the bed by the hot tub.
At that point the Dutch guy decided to tap out, he wanted to save himself for a big date the next day. Mr L and Mr Sweden did join me though. And we had a sexy time with both taking turns going down on me and just generally being sexy and sensual until we all decided it was really quite late. It was time to go have one more drink, before heading off home.
Even though the night did not go as I had it set out and fantasized about in the day leading up to it, I had a really great time. In fact, if the men hadn't called it a day, I would have happily kept on going! I was very horny that day and it felt so good to have my old libido come back to me, even if it was probably temporary. I miss that part of me. I miss that energy and zest for life it gave me. When it pops back up, I grab it with both hands and make the most of it!
Well, that's the story for the day, my sexy readers. I will be back next week, with another story. That story will be one of the most memorable nights of my life. I'll let your imagination fill in the blanks for now!
Lots of love,
Mrs L x
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